Shards of Memory-Prologue: Fractured Union

[unleashed]

Zaeryn T'Erilan, Male Altanian Arcanist

Rystil

[SBLOCK]*Unless Valyssa moves to do something else Zaeryn is content to lie like this for hours, holding her close and gently kissing her ear and neck from time to time while occasionally whispering loving words and simple love poems. At some point during this time, when the previous spell fades, he will renew their low-light vision without suppressing the verbal component this time.*

OOC: Obviously he will never reveal the material component as he doesn’t require it. [/SBLOCK]

 

[Dark Nemesis]

Rystil:

[SBLOCK]
"Wow..." Talia said quietly, taking in the scene that was already set in the stage. She had seen jungle before, but the illusions were so masterfully done. It looked like someone had grown a jungle, right there on stage!

Once again, she felt amazed at how quickly her situation had changed. Just this morning she had hopped on board a relatively inexpensive transport ship, headed home on little more than a whim. She had planned on a quiet evening in her small apartment, going over the documents she had recovered on her last trip, and planning her next one. Never in a million years had she envisioned herself out on the town with Subterfuge, or that he would offer her such a great opportunity! She took his hand in hers, primarily to make sure that he was actually there and that this was not a wonderful dream.[/SBLOCK]

 

[DrZombie]

Gaius:
[SBLOCK]

"You mannerisms suggest nervousness or suspicion. Do not worry, for there is no need. Senator Olivia wishes to make you an offer that she believes will pique your interest, nothing more."
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"I juz dont wanna meet them pretorian guardz again; Dey'z gonna be angry wen dey see me, An' I dont wanna kill'em. But, on the odder hand. What'z dey gonna do? Send me to da arena? Huh."
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[Festy_Dog]

Rystil:

[sblock]"Thanks, Amity," Diedrik replies, before yawning and smiling groggily.

*He runs his fingers through his messy and slept-on hair, and appraises the meal.*

"Ever considered cooking for royalty? Or entering competitions? I remember one daimyo in Lara Kai holding competitions where he invited skilled chefs to challenge his own. They had to cook stuff up within a time limit with a critical surprise ingredient. Very popular events they were," he explained as he began to eat.

*He glanced out the window, trying to get a measure of what point in the day it was.*[/sblock]

 

[Keia]

Yotsu Yuriko, Martial Artist

Rystil[sblock] Yuriko settled down for her time to watch. She relaxed her body as she had been taught, but kept her mind alert. Watching the goings on in the cave as well as for danger outside was somewhat difficult.

Finally, she noticed Rin and moved to her, "Do you wish to talk about it, little one?" Yuriko asked.[/sblock]

 

[Rystil Arden]

Kirkesh:
[SBLOCK]
"Wait!" Vanessa implores, requesting Kirkesh's attention before executing this plan, "The guards will only be unconscious for around 30 seconds from the magic--You may need to knock them unconscious first."
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[Rystil Arden]

Zaeryn:
[SBLOCK]
*Valyssa is also content to lie against Zaeryn, smiling softly up at Zaeryn as he recites the verbal component for his Low-Light Vision spell and gently touches her eyelids and his own, renewing the effect.*
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[Bront]

RA:
[SBLOCK]

"Wait!" Vanessa implores, requesting Kirkesh's attention before executing this plan, "The guards will only be unconscious for around 30 seconds from the magic--You may need to knock them unconscious first."

"An important detail, thanks." Kirkesh knocks the guards out quickly, and then continues about tying them and relocating them quietly.
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[unleashed]

Zaeryn T'Erilan, Male Altanian Arcanist

Rystil

[SBLOCK]*Lying against Valyssa’s voluptuous form for several hours, Zaeryn finds he has become a little too comfortable...noticing that he is becoming somewhat drowsy after a long and wonderfully eventful day, he shifts position slightly to look at Valyssa and says with a wry grin:*

“My love, perhaps we should return to your lodging as I don’t know how happy the city guard will be to find us lying here in the morning.”[/SBLOCK]

 

[Rystil Arden]

Talia:
[SBLOCK]
*Subterfuge holds Talia's hand gently but firmly.*

*Just then, the main gates open and the other people start pouring into the Amphitheatre, filling in the seats in the other sections, but the masses don't get near the reserved section near the front where Talia and Subterfuge sit with a few others of Eldiz's elite.*
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